THE STORY OF ME

THE STORY OF ME 

 

I was Lost out at sea 

Gasping and Drowning

For I couldn't swim

With Nothing within my reach 

Fighting to breathe

 

My arms were weak 

Same as my spirit

My eyes were dim

My stomach fill 

For I had an ocean to drink 

 

Unable to scream 

Unable to think 

I could barely see 

Scared as life itself flee's

About to give in 

 

Just then I felt a hand 

" I'm *Love* this stranger says.

Take my hand and this I promise 

Through every storm I'll stay 

 From the dark of night 

To the brightest day 

 From the monsters fright

In my arms you'll be safe 

Take my hand and save yourself 

*Love's the helper you prayed for 

Here I am

I am all you need and more "

 

Still Drowsy.. I did ask 

"Would I be a slave 

Would freedom be tied down to your name 

Would my wrist be free of your chains 

Would love not be a cage 

Should I desire change

Am I free to walk to away 

Or would there be a prize to pay ? "

 

Before *Love could answer 

I jumped back in

Yes still unable to swim 

Yet I had peace

Wispering the words "I slave I'll never be"

 Even in death I'll be free 

With a smile, I sink into the oceans abyss 

This is the story of Me.